The communicator hesitated for a few seconds and connected the signal. Thankfully, the frontier command is still operating normally and is even starting to rectify the discipline. After all, such obvious violations of the rules of war are disgraceful. But at the moment, whoever stops the soldiers who are in a madness will bear the bullets from behind.

"Hello, Commander Laurenz. United will not forget your contribution this time." Major General Caralis, the front-line commander from the Eurasian Federation, tidied up Fengjikui, who had withdrawn due to excitement, and said with a victory smile.

"Major General." Rhode owed his body, trying to put his position a little lower. He pursed his lips and replied in a tired and dry voice after the battle: "Your Excellency, the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group has no intention of occupying too many meritorious deeds. The victory of this war was exchanged for the lives of the United Army soldiers. Our mercenaries only played a supporting role in it."

Indeed, the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group is not a subordinate of the Earth United, nor is it a vassal, and does not need to exchange the military achievements of the Earth United Army for money. On the contrary, it is better to be more low-key. When you make your hatred full, should you do business on ZAFT? Although Patrick Sarah, the old man on PLANT, has made Silver Wolf’s business less and less, businessmen always look away from afar.

Roder paused and continued to say slowly: "So, I just hope that the contract signed before the war will be fulfilled as soon as possible."

The major general was stunned. He had no good or bad sense of Silver Wolf, and even had a slight affection for the factors of this battle. As the frontline commander, he quickly replied: "No problem. I will hand the battlefield assessment report to the Joint Chiefs of Staff as soon as possible. The cleaning of battlefield wreckage can be carried out after we rectify the discipline."

The Silver Wolf could not have shed blood for the United Army for free. In addition to a large commission, the contract was also handed over to the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group and its cooperative waste merchants. Of course, the important equipment inside the United Army must be dealt with first.

Rhodes knew deeply that there could be no love or even family affection in troubled times, but there were two things, one was money, and the other was a group of brave and fierce brothers. With these two things, others would respectfully call you "Your Excellency". Without them, you would just be a cannon fodder.

This feeling suddenly flashed through my mind, and I thought to myself: "This is natural, but please hurry up the discipline. Although this war has not been broken or not, Victoria will resume operations one day earlier, and the moon-surface fleet will play a role sooner."

The major general nodded without saying too much. Perhaps he felt that although he was right, the person who said it was incorrect, so he turned off the communicator directly.

"Hmph." Rhode shrugged, brushed his wet hair, got off the cockpit, handed the body to the logistics department of the mercenary group that was rushing to the arrival of the mercenary group, and found a piece of open space with a shed, and just slept in the dirty mud with a blanket. He fought for several hours, and it didn't matter even if it was a pigpen.

It was already early in the morning, but the gunshots were still there, but Rhode was completely unaffected. In a few minutes, his tight muscles relaxed and he fell asleep.

The battle has come to an end, and the manic soldiers vent their energy on the body of the loser, but in the whole war, everything that happened today will be buried forever. Oh, except for the perpetrators and victims.

When the perspective goes up, crosses the thick atmosphere and advances hundreds of thousands of kilometers. Another group of guests is welcomed into the industrial colonial satellite "Hayeser" among the L4 satellite cluster.

Today, Hayeser has been firmly controlled by the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group. After winning over a large number of scattered mercenaries and waste merchants, coupled with the supply parts that have unique channels and are continuously obtained, it has become a force no worse than the Waste Merchant Federation, and even far exceeds the latter in terms of weapon supply.

The remote L4 itself does not attract the attention of ZAFT and the Earth. When the universe is in a mess, the relatively peaceful conditions naturally attract more people, and among them, there are naturally some more special guests.

The 'Black Bear' Klose stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with a fierce face. Unfortunately, the latter was just a blind man at all, and his fierce appearance did not have a slight advantage. Mentor Marchio, this man with good reputation in PLANT, asked the Black Bear to be the acting person in charge of the Silver Wolf in the universe, to discuss it personally.

However, some unpleasantness that happened between the leader of his own group and the Klein faction was well known to the Silver Wolf. Therefore, the Black Bear said with some ridicule: "Mr. Marchio, I didn't expect that the Klein faction would also look for us, a group of war animals."

Facing hostile words, Marchio still smiled gently, showing his good cultivation of a sage. He said in a friendly voice: "Even a mercenary is a part of the earth circle. You have seen the pain caused by the war until now. What has the hatred between them caused? Is it bloody Valentine's Day? Or the fireworks in Alaska?"

"It doesn't matter to us. We mercenaries just need to care about our front. Even if PLANT blows up the earth in one shot, what's the matter with me? At worst, it's just a death." The black bear said heroically, and then drank all a glass of whiskey.

"What about your relatives? Will they also die with the war?" Perhaps it was too crazy, and the gentle expression of the middle-aged man was also a little frozen.

"Haha, don't fool me." Black Bear said, "The rules of our mercenary have not withdrawn. We may move our heads at any time. Besides, even if there is one, we will be taken over by Hayesse. Those of us who are alive only need to read the good of the leader and then follow the man to make a name for themselves in the troubled times. Those who are dead will help you take care of your family in the group, which is much better than those stupid Earth Army who receive poor pensions. Just tell you that if you die alive, the old man will make a profit! What you want is, I am stupid and have too profound things. You can go to our leader."

Marchio smiled self-deprecatingly, and felt that he was a little naive to use righteousness to talk to these brave and fierce mercenaries. He said seriously: "I want to open a supply line to the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group and its affiliates. It requires a lot of daily necessities, ammunition and MS parts."

The things that the mentor Marchio wanted were naturally prepared for the Archangel and Kusanagi who had already been promoted to the universe. After all, the two ships were not only two nuclear energy machines, and ammunition and daily necessities were essential. Originally, the two ships were preparing to come to L4 to hide in advance, and the local supply was the best place to ask the local tyrants. Of course, the association of waste merchants with good relationships was also fine, but the latter's power was not as good as the Silver Wolf, who basically controlled the L4, because the Silver Wolf was originally a man who made money.

Because of professionalism, I trust.

"We only provide arms to friendly forces. I think the Klein Sect does not have enough troops." The black bear narrowed his eyes and provided weapons to the Klein Sect? God! If Patrick's old madman knew about it, L4 would be in turmoil again.

If the L4, which was finally stable, is in turmoil, God knows whether the team leader will kill him.

"Of course it's not the Klein faction, but I think it's necessary to let the leaders of both parties talk directly, even if they use communicators, only after communication can they make the most correct choice." Marchio never thought he could convince the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group, which was no longer the case. While he said, he handed out the CD recording the encrypted communication coordinates.

United, Sarah, and then Kleinmo, Black Bear's already smart brain was running, stretched out his hand and took the CD down. It was indeed important, and Klose, who could vaguely see the power behind Marchio, could only be handed over to Rhodes.
Chapter completed!